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Dec 2019
My small tug boat in the ocean
It’s raining, the wind is roaring
It’s dark the moon’s light barely shining through

Then I see it
The wave
Taller than any building
And it’s growing
This black beast

The fear of this wave should be crippling
But I know this wave

As it swallows me whole
I fight
I fight and fight
I know to give in would only pull me deeper into the ocean

I have no choice
I will NOT drown today
Voodoo Queen
Written by
Voodoo Queen  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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